Chapter 1227 The Handsome Man at the Table

Putting the noodles down, Uncle Zheng rubbed his hands together, "Although I have a limit of one bowl here, you are Yue'er's friends. It's okay to serve you more soup and a few more noodles."

"Weird..." Ji Siwen said, after being beaten by Yun Qingyan, he stopped.

"Thank you boss." Yun Qingyan took the noodle bowl and smiled politely.

He maintains a heartfelt respect for the two reclusive masters. Most Yuan people pursue longevity and strength, and use strength to fight for power and power for themselves and live a superior life.

There are too few people who are as powerful as Uncle Zheng, but are willing to remain anonymous as a noodle restaurant owner. And this, is it not a rare way of life?

"You guys are about the same age as Xiaoyue'er, just call me Uncle Zheng." Uncle Zheng smiled and said happily, "The noodles should be eaten while it's hot, it won't taste good after a while. I'll go and give you the other bowls. Bring it up."

After waiting for the face to be lined up, everyone started to move together!

The noodle soup looks very simple, with thin noodles in clear soup, and three pieces of chicken, but the fragrance is very tempting!

As soon as he moved his chopsticks, Yun Qingyan and the others knew what Ai Yue said was delicious enough to swallow his tongue!

The chicken is fat but not greasy, tender but not woody, not greasy at all, silky and refreshing, and the delicious soup flavor has completely penetrated into the noodles.

Everyone fell into a very entangled mentality. They wanted to take a big mouthful and have a refreshing meal, but they also thought of the rule of limiting one bowl a day, so they didn't dare to take a big mouthful, because they were afraid that two or three mouthfuls would run out.

Yun Qingyan set out a small bowl for Xiao Xuansheng. When he was about to enjoy the food, a gentle and magnetic voice came over. The voice was as pure as a snow lotus on a mountain. .

"The seats outside are full, can we sit here?"

The gentle and magnetic voice was like a ray of warm sun shining into the heart, and everyone who was addicted to food couldn't help but look up.

The speaker was a young man wearing a half-white mask. The mask was like jade with a holy lotus pattern on it.

The face on the left is as delicate as frost, the facial features are as delicate as carvings, a pair of gentle warm brown eyes seem to be filled with holy light, driving away all the haze, a soft black hair is draped behind him, gently tied with a white belt, elegant extravagance.

At the first sight of this person, Yun Qingyan almost immediately remembered the golden-eyed boy he met in the forest many years ago.

The deceptive and holy aura of the two of them is almost the same, but after seeing the color of each other's eyes and hair, Yun Qingyan dismissed the idea.

"You can sit wherever you want.

This chair is originally from the store, you don't have to ask our opinion. "

It was a tabletop.

Yun Qingyan looked back after seeing the other party's face clearly.

"Thank you." The young man in white sat down, and beside him, the young man with red hair also sat down.

Sitting on the bench, the red-haired young man fidgeted like an ADHD teenager. Obviously, he had never eaten in such a place, and his whole body revealed an air of resistance.

On the other hand, the young man in white, sitting upright and elegant, carried an elegant and holy breath all over his body, as if he was not sitting in a simple noodle shop that was hard to find in an alley, but at a magnificent banquet.

The glowing eyes of the young man in white swept over Yun Qingyan inadvertently, and said to Uncle Zheng, "Boss, please bring me two bowls of fresh chicken noodles with rare mushrooms."

Six is ​​over~